How mighty those rays That pierce the dew-speckled earth Placing within it a seed And for warmth, a fire-lit hearth Bountiful mother Raising a king to the throne For among all of her brood He shineth there brightly alone How joyous the hunter Who kept for himself every chase Smiting the hand of each thane Loosing wolves by his fading grace Blessed orator Bellowing loudly, the law Beaten by wind and by virtue As wolven ears fiercely ignore How rotten and wretched A hunter condemned to his prey... How rotten and wretched A hunter condemned to his prey Frothing to gain upon riches Tragedy's endless foray Treacherous idol Bound to a greatness undone Damning a mother to darkness By recklessly selling the sun Damning a mother to darkness Recklessly selling the sun